My silence melts upon my lips, Thin and choking veil, it brushes against my teeth On its way towards my throat, where now it rests, And for all the blueness of my face, you cannot see the words, Waiting to emerge.
Hi there! Please enjoy this short poem that I wrote this evening. Give it a like if you did, and if you really liked it, why not consider sharing it with the buttons below? Thanks! These broken words drop Soundlessly to the floor, and I Wait, and hold the silence between my palms, And do … More Silence: A Poem
Long words, in the pause between two breaths, Twisting like wild-fire, scalding, burning to be said, To writhe like sea-serpents upon a now-stilled tongue, Dodging icebergs of teeth and trying desperately to break free from barred lips, Stone lungs; Circling in an ever swirling vortex of indecision buried deep inside, There those phrases hide and … More Unsaid: A Poem